This is a song about "Fuck florida state"

Is it another man? just let me know now

Fuck the rest, we in a state that's too awake how

And my grandmother dying

My mental state is declining

I used to have dark nights now it’s bright lights

Insperation bunny hopping over state lines

Pitchfork doesn't need a plate

I'm right in the mind state

I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think

Kinda ironic coming from a florida orange to be honest

Rapping fast like a florida tornado

And i shall commence that i'm the truth, joe

Should be in state prison,

I pop one, you pop one